work, work, work!

so, have been jobless for about a week and a half already.  in fact, haven’t received any topics from the big boss after i passed the last batch of slots last month.  was also enjoying the looooonnnnggg break but was really getting nervous about the lack of articles, so started praying for big boss to email.  was also joking around with lala that i’d gladly accept more boring car hire articles just so have some cash at the end of the month.  yesterday…yey!…big boss finally emailed with attached articles to write.  so…

more car hire articles it is.  *sigh*

won’t complain…in fact, am not complaining.  it’s just that…*sigh*…car hire.

the night of the flying fucks

have i told you the story about the flying insect, btw?  no?

anyway, it feels like the same night eons ago, only this time, it was a different insect.

the first insect

gords and i were about to go to sleep when he suddenly jumped up from his side of the bed and flung his blanket onto the floor. alarmed, i asked him what happened, especially since have never seen him act this way before.  but before he answered me though, he made sure that whatever was on his blanket was gone.  unfortunately, it was not.  the “whatever” was still clinging tightly onto the blanket, crawling to what it thinks was a safe place…up gords arm.

ugh!  a huge black cockroach!

told gords to take the blanket outside our room and kill the damned thing, but before he could open the door, the freaking thing flew.  it fucking flew towards where niko was sleeping!  of course, i grabbed the baby and ran to the other side of the room.  niko, who was rudely woken up from his deep sleep by the sudden upward acceleration, was now making his annoyance show by crying as loud as his little lungs could allow.  and, trust me, for such small lungs, it was an ear-splitting cry!

then i was yelling with niko as the huge black thing flew towards us and then flew back to niko’s side of the bed to God knows where, but before it hid itself, i got a good glimpse of the  thing.  it was not a coakroach, as i feared, but it was a huge black beetle, the kind that i played with as a kid but fears now as an adult.

naturally, told gords to find the beetle as i don’t want it crawling on me when am sleeping, or worse, crawling on the baby and biting him!  but gords couldn’t find the ugly thing, so i placed niko on his bed and helped gords.  (the baby, btw, wouldn’t stop crying until i placed him down on his bed and he was flat on his stomach and fast asleep.) but after about an hour or two, i think, of looking for the beetle, gords finally gave up and went to sleep.

but i couldn’t just sleep and ignore the fact that the freaking insect was inside our room!  it was still alive, for crying out loud, and it might still crawl over us.  so i did what any OC mom would do (not look for the beetle till i locate it though.  am not that OC!  hehehe), leave the lights on all throughout the night and watch over niko.  oh, i did get some shuteye though, but the thought of the huge beetle never fails to startle me awake.  needless to say, it was a very rough night for me, a night interrupted by intermittent sleeping and watchful guarding.

and the first thing i did when niko woke up the next day and after i took him up to his lola was to look for the beetle in broad daylight, and what do you know, it was clinging onto the window’s screen by niko’s bed, the very same place where it flew to a few hours ago.  of course, i refused to touch the damned thing, so i called alvin and told him to take the beetle outside.  in broad daylight, it doesn’t seem as huge as it was during the night.

but still, a flying insect inside your room at night will always, always rob you of sleep.

the second insect

and last night was no different, mind you, only this time, it was a real deal flying cockroach!  rudely woke gords up to kill it, but his reflexes were too slow so it got away (again!), and just like last time, he slept after giving up looking for it.  but not me.  this lady writing this post here had another sleepless night of intermittent sleeping and watchful guarding, all thanks to dear hubby of mine, of course.

i really felt like it was his failure as the man in our little family to find and kill the damned insect!  and ‘coz he couldn’t locate the damned thing and dispose of it the way i want him to dispose of it, i prayed the same prayer i prayed the night of the flying beetle.

“Lord, sana dai ako o si niko kamangan o kagaton kang insektong ito.  kung may kakagaton man lang po ito, ang agom ko na lang po.  thank you!”

the things you teach a toddler

it is important that you have to be very careful when you teach your toddler new things.  you have to choose the books and the movies that you want them to see.  and you also have to make sure that they don’t hear you swear or use cuss words, especially since they almost always absorb everything like a sponge.  but that’s the story of other parents…and not this mama though.

am changing his diapers but he’s being very fussy, so i have to grab the first thing that my hand touches to distract him so he stays still.  unfortunately, i grabbed an old pocketbook, the cover of which was the fabulous fabio holding a near-naked woman (who’s looking totally horny, btw) in his strong, manly-man arms, muscles bulging and sweat pouring out of his glands.  now, i have to think of a story really quickly so that his attention shifts from rolling over to prone and then standing up to the story am now telling him.  of course, have to describe the picture in the cover and have to make wild gestures, too, to really catch his attention.  but what story can i tell based on the picture?  s’okay, have to point out the jewelry the woman was wearing as well as the color of her gown.  would also describe the man and how his hair was flying all over the place.  the couple in the picture were making out aboard a ship, for crying out loud, and there was one helluva storm in the background, hence the hair flying all over.  when i stop telling the story, niko would repeatedly say “mama” over and over again and would only stop when i begin the story once more.  then i’d realize that am already saying “o yan, harani na ang kamot kang lalake sa boobs kang babae.  guro na pati sinda bold.”  niko, upon hearing the familiar word “bold,” now associates the book with bold.  one time when i was working, he walked towards me, holding up a book.  then he said “mama” like a sirang plaka (trust me, it can get a little bit irritating) and would wave the book up at me.  i glanced down at him and asked him what he wants.  he then showed me the book again, said “bold,” grabbed my hand, and placed it on top of the cover.   i realized what he finally wants me to do.  he wanted me to tell him the damned story of the couple!

toddlers, like i said, have minds like a sponge.  when i teach niko something and it made me laugh out loud when he tried to mimic me or say the word, he’ll always repeat it again and again.  one afternoon, lala was ranting about our hired help and muttered “boto nya!” in a very pissed voice.  niko, who was sitting between us that time, turned to lala and said “boto.”  of course, it had us rolling on the floor and laughing out like old hyenas.  it had him laughing, too, and before we knew it, he was repeatedly saying “boto” every time we look at him.  it’s not right, i know, to accidentally teach him a foul word, but it was so damned funny, and it was so cute the way he said that.  hahahaha! anyhoo, i was changing his diapers and was applying powder on him when he suddenly grabbed his pitotoy.  irritated ‘coz i wanted to finish the job quickly, i muttered under my breath, “yan o! yan ang boto mo!”  he suddenly stopped and stared at me.  i honestly thought that it was the anger in my voice that stopped him and was glad that i could finally finish changing his diapers, with him staying still.  but do you know what the baby did?  he took hold of his pitotoy once more and said “boto” at the same time.  of course, that had me laughing like a hyena once more until we were both laughing like crazy old loons!  but this joke though is now becoming a bit of a problem when am changing his diaper.  *sigh*

gords, compared to me, is a bit of a prude.  he refuses to teach niko naughty jokes like “ano ngani problema ni papa saka ni mama mo?” to which the toddler would promptly reply by opening one palm, and with the index finger of the other hand, repeatedly poke the opened palm (the sign for sex, to be crude.  ahahaha!)  and i agree with gords.  i don’t want to teach niko that trick…’coz that’s an old joke!  here’s niko’s and my version.
me: “ano ngani ang tinao saimo kang Dyos?”
niko: “boto!”
when i showed the new trick to gords, i admit he didn’t seem thrilled at first.  in fact, his prudish self was a bit offended.  but offended or not, the hyena in me was howling like a madman.  it cracks me up, always does.  it never fails to make me laugh, so sue me.  hahahaha!  anyway, gords’ office mates were in our home yesterday afternoon, so gords decided to show niko and his new tricks to his friends.  there’s the “hilinga daw sindang matarom” to which niko would lower his head and glare up at them (see his father’s son post); then the “pano magkarigos sa uran?” to which he’ll mimic taking a bath, washing under the arms included; then the “anong pinakamakatakot na hilang ngonyan” to which he’ll reply “hini!”; and so on.  as a finale, gords asked niko our question, “ano ngani ang tinao saimo kang Dyos?”  of course, niko replied “boto” promptly.  it had them laughing, too, and one of them even commented, “sugad talaga saimo ang aki mo, padi!’  of course, the comment had the hubby preening like a pleased peacock.  but one irritating bit about it though was that he accepted the joke as his!  hehehe.  but that’s okay.  i don’t want to accept naman that the joke came from me, especially since he repeated it when he was talking to his mom last night!

bought niko a book one time and told him the story.  he was listening so attentively that i was pleased about that, but what really caught his attention was the fact that there were little flaps inside the book that you could open and reveal another picture underneath.  the book was our “bonding moment” before he goes to sleep, and as always, he would listen attentively and would promptly open the flap that i was pointing at.  really thought that he would tire of the story pretty soon ‘coz am getting somewhat bored repeating the same story over and over again.  but he shows no sign of getting bored of the book.  every night when we’re in our room, he would always scamper towards the book, grab it, kneel-walk towards me, and repeatedly say “bun-neh! bun-neh! mama! bun-neh!”  he would only stop when i take the book from him, open it, and begin the story.  but i know he’s getting tired of it though ‘coz when he’s already given me the book and have already begin telling him the story of the bunny, he’d always turn his attention back to the tv.  the moment i stop talking, he turns to me, grab my hand, put it on top of one of the little flaps and say “bun-neh! bun-neh! mama! bun-neh!” over and over and over again!  he’s tired of the story, i know, but for the heck of it, he just wants me to tell it to him anyway.  gaaaaahhhhh!!!

but despite all these, it never fails to amaze me how he soaks up so many things and how he retains them.  the baby’s brain really is like a sponge, and i agree that you have to be very careful in the things you teach him.  i let him watch tv to broaden his knowledge, and i read books to him so that he’ll love books as i love them when he grows up.  i tell stories out of mundane pictures and things to encourage his imagination, and i always, always praise him when he’s done something good and tell him when he’s done something bad.  but once in a while, the little imp in me rears its naughty head and teaches him inappropriate jokes.  hehehe.

of course, i plan to correct him, too, when the time comes, so don’t worry about that.  but for now, he’s being a bundle of joy and giving me buckets of laughs!

mine at last!

yay!

my book arrived yesterday.  it was an old book, and the pages were a tad bit yellow with age.  but it was in a very good condition, better than the new books that have purchased recently, in fact.  there were no dog ears, like my books; and there were no creases on the spine, like my books; and there were no folds on the covers, like my books.  it was  also covered in plastic, very clean plastic, unlike my books which i don’t even bother to cover in one.

for me, a book that is is read, enjoyed, loved, treasured, and re-read over and over again looks well-used; dog ears, creased spine, cover-less, plastic-less, and all.  hahaha!

and i have a feeling that my neverending story is going to be really, really, really loved.

mmmmmmmmmmm!!!

*hugs book tightly to point of choking the life out of it*

lovely feeling to own my own copy of neverending story at last!

the neverending story by michael ende

yep, this is the book that i have been looking for for months now, and finally, it’s mine!  am going to receive it tomorrow…hopefully.  hehehe.

know what?  every goddamn day ever since i remembered the story of bastian balthazar bux and fantasia and the childlike empress and falcor, i have been obsessed about the neverending story.

the first movie that was ever made based on the book was in the 1980s pa, and the book itself was written in 1979, 30 years old na sya.  my age…hehehe.  but really, this is one of those books that will always stay in the memory of those who read it and have seen the movie.

anyway, have searched secondhand book stores for the neverending story of michael ende, and have also searched ebay countless times as well as emailed national bookstore and powerbooks.  was tempted to purchase the book through amazon, but the shipping fee is going to freaking cost me a lot.  so i downloaded an e-book of it and tried to read it from there.  i really felt like i betrayed “something” when i opted for the e-book, but what the hell, i really loved the story and was itching to read the book.

and i was not disappointed ‘coz it was worth all the effort of downloading and reading the e-book, especially since the glare from lappytappy gave me one hell of a headache after!  the book was very, very good.  in fact, way better than the movie.  it was one of those books that i cannot put down and only read when i have the time.  it was a book that i have to read and read and read until i finished the whole book, and when it ended, i felt like i was saying goodbye to old friends.  it was that damned good!  as an avid book reader, it’s very hard to find a book that you can’t put down, and trust me, the neverending story is one of those.

downloading the e-book was easy, but looking for the book itself was very hard.  oh, european, american, and canadian ebays had it, but again, the shipping cost would’ve been too much for just one book. so i really felt like i sold my soul when i settled for an e-book.

then one day, i heard lala shriek.  “tijing!  neverending story of michael ende is already in ebay.ph!”

and my answer, of course, was “grab it!!! contact the seller.  i want to purchase the freaking book now!”

lala: “it’s P300, shipping fee not included.  it’s a bit expensive.”

me: “i don’t care if it’s even P500.  i want the book!”

anyway, we paid P400 for the book today, so i might get it tomorrow or the next day.  as for the seller, we checked her stats, and it seems she has a very good reputation as a seller.

talk about miracle and luck, eh? this is exactly one of those moments!  you see, lala was not really actively looking for the book.  she just happened to think one day to check it out if it’s available in ebay (and trust me, my hopes of finding the book in ebay.ph was low), but what do you know, it was there…waiting for me to call it mine.  or waiting for lala to tell her to tell me that it can be mine.  hahaha!

so, tomorrow’s going to be a good day!  or the day after.  hahaha!

oh, but do you know how much the book would’ve cost me had i ordered it through national bookstore?  P1,000 plus.  and do you want to know what else?  i would’ve bought it at that price.

and nope, i won’t lend it to anybody.  it’s a very rare book, but i could give you the link for the e-book though.  hehehe.

songs that heal

am listening to a michael jackson song right now, and it’s the first time that i want to cry for what the world has lost, a very talented man.  fuck it, got tears in me eyes!

these songs are going to live forever, and i hope the world LISTENS and UNDERSTANDS these great songs.

playlist meme

Set your MP3 player on shuffle. Answer the following questions with the TITLE of the song.

WHAT IS MY GOAL IN LIFE?
~ spend my life (eric benet) - uh-oh!  bo and lala, this is telling me something.  nyak!

WHAT IS MY BEST ACHIEVEMENT SO FAR?
~ sister suffragette (mary poppins) - hahahaha!  yep, am an independent woman, and i don’t want to be dependent on any man, lalo na financially.

HOW WILL I DIE?
~ my favourite things (mary poppins) - yosi and kape!  hahaha! these are a few of my favorite things, when the dogs bite, when the bees sting, when i’m feeling sad, i simply remember my favorite things, and then i don’t feeeeeel sooooo baaaaaadddddd!!!

MY EPITAPH WILL READ..
~ pavement artist (mary poppins, again!) - it should read an article writer.  hehehe.

MY MOTTO IN LIFE IS..
~ my favourite things (mary poppins, again!  graaaahhh!) - yep, jinx, that really is your motto in life.  when you’re feeling sad, simply grab your favorite things.  it’ll kill you in the end, you know.  hehehe.

LAST NIGHT I DREAMT ABOUT..
~ something good (the sound of music) - hmmmm…what did i dream about last night?

THE FIRST THING I THOUGHT WHEN I WOKE UP WAS..
~ the life i lead (mary poppins) – hahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!  bo, lala, bhenks, you all know what this means, right?!?!?!?!

PEOPLES’ FIRST IMPRESSIONS OF ME ARE..
~ i have confidence (the sound of music) - really now?  hehehe.

IF I WAS MADE A WORLD LEADER, THE FIRST THING I’D DO IS..
~ pavement artist (mary poppins) - wheeeeeeeeee!!!  and i’d let all of you paint the pavement, and the world’s gonna be one colorful world.  hahahaha!

HOW WOULD I DESCRIBE MYSELF?
~ edelweiss (the sound of music) - a plant? well, you can say am like a plant.  hehehe.

MY FAVORITE PAST-TIME IS..
~ supercalifragilistiexpialidotius (mary poppins) - i’d like to explain it to you, but i’d rather keep it to myself.  hahaha!  you won’t understand it anyway.  ahahahahaha!

WHEN I LOOK IN THE MIRROR, I SEE..
~ so long farewell (the sound of music) – yep, so long farewell to my old life.  my life is no longer my own, you know.  and i  do miss me sometimes!!!

I FEEL LIKE..
~ the sound of music (the sound of music) - wrong!  am not feeling chirpy right now.

Now answer the questions with the FIRST LINE of each song.

I WOKE UP THIS MORNING AND SAID..
~ chim-chiminee-chim-chiminee-chim-chim-chi-roo, i does what i like and i likes what i do – you know what?  i do love my job.

WHILE I WAS IN THE SHOWER, I SANG..
~ you wait, little girl, on an empty stage for fate to turn the light on – am singing this for rachel.  hahahaha!  chel, you’re too young to get married.  have lotsa boyfriends first and have fun!

MY BOYFRIEND RANG ME AND SAID..
~ what will this day be like, i wonder - fully loaded, i hope!  hahahaha!

SO I REPLIED..
~ high on a hill was a lonely goatherd – and you know what that means, right?  go shoot the gun somewhere else!

I MISSED MY BUS, AND WAS SO ANGRY I SHOUTED..
~ if you invest your tuppence wisely in a bank, safe and sound - that’s the song saying i have to buy my own car.

WHILE I WAITED FOR THE NEXT ONE, SOME GUY CAME UP TO ME AND SAID..
~ with tuppence for paper and string, you can have your own set of wings – see! even  he’s telling me to buy my own car!

WHEN THE BUS ARRIVED, THE CONDUCTOR TOLD ME..
~ the hills are alive, with the sound of music - the conductor didn’t seem to care.  hehehe.

BY THE TIME I ARRIVED IN TOWN, I WAS THINKING..
~ i love to laugh, loud and long and clear - that’s me going nuts ‘coz of the conductor not caring.

I SAW SOMEONE I KNEW, SO I WAVED TO GET THEIR ATTENTION AND CALLED..
~ whatever happened to fair dealing, and pure ethics, and nice manners? - yes, whatever happened to that?

I WENT INTO A CAFE AND ORDERED..
~ god, i feel like hell tonight – quick!  gimme cheese…lotsa cheese!

A CHARITY WORKER ASKED ME FOR A DONATION, AND WHEN I SAID NO THEY SAID..
~ there are moments when i feel i just can’t go on - sorry, charity worker, i also need money, you know.  go ask a donation from someone else.  hehehe

SOME GUY STARTED FLIRTING WITH ME, AND SAID..
~ come, my little pretty one, my pretty one - oooohhhhhlalaaaaaa!!!

TO WHICH I REPLIED..
~ christopher robbins and i walk along under branches lit up by the moon - sorry, flirty guy, i have my christopher robbins!

THEN HIS GIRLFRIEND APPEARED AND SCREAMED AT ME..
~ you say you want diamonds and ring of gold - that isn’t what’s going to make this lady happy, you know.

BUT BEFORE I RAN AWAY, I YELLED THIS IN RETURN..
~ if today were the last of all days - hahahaha!  i still wouldn’t steal her boyfriend.  what?  the boyfriend is clive owen?  in that case, if today were the last of all days, i’d steal him! hahahaha!

I ONLY JUST CAUGHT THE BUS IN TIME, AND SAT DOWN THINKING..
~ the moment i wake up, before i put on my makeup - yeah, sounds like i didn’t have any clue that all these would be happening.  hehehe.

SOME KIDS WERE PLAYING THEIR MUSIC REALLY LOUD, SO I TURNED AROUND AND SAID..
~ i know something about love – right!  that’s love for privacy, kids, so turn the volume down, for chrissake!

SOMEONE SENT ME A TEXT MESSAGE WHICH READ..
~ what the world needs now is love sweet love - and this is exactly what the world needs right now, don’t you agree?

AS I WALKED HOME, I TRIPPED OVER AND BANGED MY KNEE. IT HURT SO MUCH I SAID..
~ i just don’t know what to do with myself - hmmmm…lala, is this meme psychic?

I HAD A NEAR-DEATH EXPERIENCE BECAUSE OF IT AND GOD SAID TO ME..
~ some people, some people, some people can’t speak their minds freely – lala, putang ina!  psychic nga ang hayop!

THEN HE ASKED ME WHAT I WANTED MOST AND I SAID..
~ ask any of the chickies in my pen - see?  even when am speaking to Him, i can’t seem to get my thoughts straight.  hehehe. it even sounds like am making Him guess about what i want the most.  hahaha!  this is too me!

WHEN I GOT HOME, MY HAMSTER SAID..
~ i don’t drink coffee, i take tea, my dear - eh?  englishman na hamster?  how cool is that?

I WENT TO BED, AND THE LAST THING I THOUGHT WAS..
~ i bought a toothbrush, some toothpase, a flannel for my face - makes me think of a bj.  hahaha!  whaaaat?!  you’re saying “yuck!”?  maati man palan naglaog na inot sa isip ko, so sue me!  hehehe.

fun meme.  i had so much fun, lala, although there were some parts that were a bit too creepy for my taste.  hehehe.  anyhoo, am tagging bo, bhenks, tere, and tinay and everybody who wants to do the meme!

transformers

bo treated me, mama, and lala to the movies last night, and am glad that i came ‘coz the movie was good!  my ears were splitting from all the screeches and the explosions, and my eyes were feasting on metal and fire.  and yes, it was a heart-pounding and bp-rising movie, but damn, it was really good!

transformers 2 is the first movie have seen inside a movie theatre after so many, many years. the last movie that i saw was resident evil 1.  sad, eh?  anyhoo, back to the movie.

it was way better than the first transformers movie ‘coz there was a lot of fighting, and you could clearly see them fighting, too, unlike the first one where all you could see were their faces (only recognizable ‘coz of their eyes!  hehehe) and half their bodies or a jumble of metals and wheels and wings and guns and more metals.  but this movie, you get to really see them fight!

am not going to tell you the plot though ‘coz i don’t want to spoil the movie for you, but you really HAVE to watch it.

damn it, i want me own robot!

btw, yesterday was officially P4,600 down the veins and we’re going to have the second shot this august.  fortunately, two shots na lang sya since he’s more than a year old na.

another very good news, all spark (see? am still in the transformers world.  hehehe.) all thanks to lala.  am officially the new owner of one of the books that have been looking for for so long. you’re mine!  mine! mine! mine!  bwahahahahahaha!!!

still feeling >..<

yep, am still feeling really shitty and bitchy right now.  anyhoo, here was a line from neil gaiman that made me smile today.

“Life is a disease: sexually transmitted, and invariably fatal.”

ahahahahahahahaha!!!

*sigh* gotta snap out of this shitty mood soon.  hmmmm….really need some cheesy pops or cheesy volcano from pizza hut and a tall glass of fattening chocolate shake topped with lotsa whipped cream!  and syempre, yosi!

comfort me, food!

ang aki kong ipo-ipo

freaking P4,600 down the veins!

had scheduled niko for his first pcv-7 vaccine tomorrow afternoon, and am thinking that’s fucking P4,600 down his veins!  it’s almost like a month’s salary for some, and we’re going to spend it for one shot.  P4,600 for one shot!

*deep breathing*

….ggggaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!…

*more deep breathing*

jinx, think of the benefits…think of the benefits…think of the benefits!!!

one consolation though…since niko is going to have his first shot after he turned one year old, he might only be required to get two of them, instead of the usual four if your baby had the first shot during his first three months.  but if i wait till he turns two, he’ll probably need only one shot.  mas tipid, di ba, if i wait?  but i want him protected from the diseases that can be caused by the pneumococcal bacteria…and i want him protected NOW!

so, it’s going to be P4,600 down his veins…

*sigh*

scaring myself

i hate it when they say that:
~ the ah1n1 virus is a mild strain.
~ the ah1n1 is just like the seasonal flu, and that more people die because of dengue and other diseases yearly.
~ the mortality rate of the ah1n1 flu is low.
~ you could treat the flu symptomatically.  drink lots of fluids, get lots of rest, eat lots of veggies, take your meds religiously, and you’re good to go.

what they’re all saying might be true, but it’s out of control in our country right now, damn it!

and then they give you big whacks on the head with reports like:
~ the virus might mutate, and whatever medicines and remedies worked for the first strain might not work for the mutated one.
~ vaccines are now being developed and will be ready for consumption in about two to three months, but if the virus mutates, the vaccine is going to be useless.
~ the number of patients suffering from ah1n1 is still going to increase significantly, might even reach millions!

but here’s the biggest whack they gave us, by far:
~ what we see here might just be the first wave.  there might be a second wave or a third wave like what happened with the spanish flu.  and these waves carried with it a far deadlier mutation of the novel spanish flu virus, killing millions and millions of people.  experts say that the virus infected an estimated number of 500 million out of 1.6 billion people or one-third of the world’s population during 1918 to 1920, and it killed 50 to 100 million of those who were infected.  in fact, the spanish flu was considered as “the greatest medical holocaust in history,” and it had also been said that the spanish flu was a far more deadlier killer than the black death itself.

i know am scaring myself, probably increasing my bp at the same time, but wouldn’t you be scared if the mexican swine flu follows the same trend like the spanish flu did?

on a lighter note, the medical world and its people and modern facilities might be better prepared for this, unlike during the spanish flu period, but then again, with hundreds of millions of people becoming infected, crowding hospitals and medical facilities, and then millions of them dying, who’s to say that we really are prepared?  and that it won’t be a black death or a spanish flu all over again?

more angst-y me *sigh*

don’t you just hate annie’s song “tomorrow?”  i do.  in fact, it’s a really stupid song, and for someone like me who can be a bit pessimistic (all right, very pessimistic!  there…are you happy now?!), the song does not talk about hope…but hopelessness.  so, here’s to the song of annie!

Tomorrow – Annie’s Song

The sun’ll come out, tomorrow
(yeah, i bet.)
Bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow
There’ll be sun!
(we bet our bottom euro, and it still freaking rained!  but am taking the song way too literally right now.  or maybe we really should’ve bet our bottom dollar, whachoothink?  hehehe!)

Just thinking about tomorrow
(*shiver* am not yet through with today and already the song wants me to look forward to the same shit!)
Clears away the cobwebs and the sorrow
‘Til there’s none!
(*snorts* yeah, right, it’s going to be the same shit tomorrow, you know, only a different day.)

When I’m stuck in a day
That’s gray and lonely
I just stick out my chin
And grin and say
(tried this.  really did try this.  and guess what?  it’s the same shit staring right back at me!)

The sun’ll come out tomorrow
(ooopppsss…warning!…should not take this too literally!)
So you gotta hang on ’til tomorrow
Come what may
(what else is there left to do but to hang on, eh?)

Tomorrow! Tomorrow! I love ya, tomorrow!
You’re always a day away
(see?!?!??!?! tomorrow’s always a freaking day away!)

When I’m stuck in a day
That’s gray and lonely
I just stick out my chin
And grin and say
(rriiiiggghhhttt!!! a fat lot of good a smile can do when you have bills to pay, you know, unless you’re a commercial model for some toothpaste!)

The sun’ll come out tomorrow
So you gotta hang on ’til tomorrow
Come what may
(i bet those who lent their friends some money are also singing the same song…hehehe…and praying “i hope that my friend will pay me TOMORROW” while those who have debts are praying for exactly the opposite thing!  “i hope they won’t come collecting money from me TOMORROW.”   and when it comes to debts though, there are way too many freaking tomorrows that accepting a promise from someone that she or he will pay you “tomorrow” will not do you any good. it’s tantamount to waiting for forever for someone to pay you back what he owes you, so don’t settle for a “tomorrow” when somebody borrows money from you, ask for a specific date!  please!  but then again, promising tomorrow is a HUGE advantage to those who are going to borrow some money!  hahaha!)

Tomorrow! Tomorrow! I love ya, tomorrow
You’re always a day away
(told you so, it’s always going to be tomorrow, but tomorrow will never come, you know, ‘coz by then, tomorrow will be your TODAY and then you get stuck waiting for tomorrow to come again and again and again and again…until your eyes turn white waiting for tomorrow who’s always a day away!)

Tomorrow! Tomorrow! I love ya, tomorrow
You’re always a day away…
(and then you, my dear readers, will get stuck singing the same stupid song about tomorrow for the rest of the freaking day!  hahaha!  naway ma-LSS kamo!  hahahahaha!)

but pessimism aside, everything looks better though the morning after your today.  and yes, your head is clearer, and you feel somewhat more focused and ready to tackle the same shit…oh, excuse me…whatever your today has in store for you.

so, for those singing annie’s song, why don’t you sing a different song, eh?  one that really brings you hope and not just the promise of tomorrow ‘coz, like annie and i love to say, tomorrow is always a day away.

oh well, back to writing about car hire for me…AGAIN!!!

>..<

i hate you! i hate you! i hate you! i hate you! i hate you! i hate you! i hate you! i hate you! i hate you! i so fucking hate you right now!!!

to quote tinay, “wish i could fucking strangle someone!”

NOPE, I WISH I COULD FUCKING STRANGLE YOU!!!

PUTANG-INA!!!!!!!!

and i thought i was being wise :-(

one of the things that you won’t get away from when you’re getting married (especially people you didn’t invite attending your wedding) is the fact that you’re going to receive two or more gifts of the same kind.  you’re going to get two rice cookers, three or more albums, two blenders, four sets of cutleries of different colors and different materials, six sets of glasses, three sets of cups and saucers, two sets of pots and pans, two sets of punch bowls (one plastic and one glass), and a variety of other knickknacks that don’t match.  not that am cataloging what we received during our wedding day, mind you, this is just a sample list.  hehehe.

anyhoo, it can be a huge nightmare, really, especially if you’re going to move into your own home, and you want all things color-coordinated.  but what can you do, really?  they’re gifts.  you can’t just throw them away or hide them forever under your closet.

but there’s one thing though that you can do with them…

…give them as wedding gifts to other couple’s who are getting married!

s’okay, bo and i were invited to attend a wedding tomorrow.  in fact, ninang ako, ninong si bo, so we have no excuse not to attend, really, and i do so want to skip it.  have so much work to do tomorrow that am really, really thinking of missing the whole thing.

since we have no way out of it, we quit complaining and just decided to…attend.  anyway, bo has to go to the farm tomorrow naman and, like i said, i have so many deadlines to meet, so we’re going to skip the reception na lang and come straight home after the wedding ceremony.  am glad though, it’s like hitting two birds with one stone.  one, we don’t have to miss the ceremony but we can go home early to *sigh* work, and two, we get to avoid pinning the tail on the donkey…ooopppsss!!!…pinning the money on her wedding dress for the pantomina.  ehehehe.

and since we’re both really, really, really short on cash right now, i decided to recycle.  all right…go ahead…call me stingy ’coz i am stingy, so sue me!  hehehe.

anyhoo, to make the story short, i took out the extra album i still have from our wedding day and was about to wrap it when, fortunately, i recognized that it was the box where i kept all the little envelopes and all the little cards we received during the big-m day.  so, of course, i removed them.  it would be very embarrassing to give the album as a wedding gift to the newlyweds and then they’ll discover a card tucked away saying “to gords and jinx, may you both have blah blah blah blah.”

so, yey!  one disaster avoided!

was really giving myself a big pat on the back and mentally clapping my hands in glee when i noticed a picture of gords sticking out from one of the pages.  now, i really have to check the pages one by one in case something else was stuck in there that would make it so glaringly obvious that it was…errrr…recycled.

nope, no more pics or cards or envelopes.  and no more…

…FUCK!!!!

in a very big handwriting written in blue pentel pen, these words were dominating the back cover of the freaking album!  on the back cover of what was going to be OUR gift to the couple tomorrow!

“to gordon and gina (who the freaking fuck is gina?!  my name is jinx! j-i-n-x!  hmmmm…..must be from gords’ side as my side knows who exactly is getting married…and knows exactly what her name is.)

may our good lord bless your marriage life, and be the center of your marriage.

from:  -=- won’t mention the name of the giver here, so pardon me.  hehehe -=-“

NNNNNOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!

i have NOT seen this message when we opened the gift three years ago.  in fact, who writes on the back cover of an album, anyway????

fucking fuckity fuck fuck!!!

now, bo and i are going to be gift-less tomorrow, and it’s so freaking late to look for another gift, and anyway, that was the last wedding gift i have kept that gords and i won’t be using and was intending for such an occasion.

fuck it!  fuck it!  fuck it!

fu————-SHIT!!!!  shit! shIT!!  SHIT!!!

me (in a very panicky voice): gords, didn’t we give ******* the other album when they got married?!?!?!??!

gords (nodding his head): yep, why?

me (showing him the back of the album): goooorrdddsss!!!!!!

gords (laughing hysterically): you didn’t check it?

me (wiping sweat off my now very sweaty and very sticky forehead.  just had a bath, mind you): no, it didn’t cross my mind to check for any messages.  who would’ve thought?

yeah, who would’ve thought, right?  i sure didn’t, and look where it got me?  am freaking panicking here from thinking about a thousand “what-ifs!” and a thousand scenarios of what am going to say and what am going to do when i see the couple and they ASKED me about it.

oh, fuck!